Beautifully Painful

Part 7: The Commander

Your dress was nice. Showed off your body type and accentuated your legs. The dress, which you bought from Fashion Nova, was a deep red off-shoulder. You stood in front of the full length mirror smearing matte cranberry lipstick on when Jessie came in from her last class of the day.

"Hey Jess," You say plainly as you spritz perfume around you.

"Girl..." Her eyebrows were raised. "You look gorgeous!!" She squealed and threw her bag to the ground.

"Thank you!" You exclaim and touch up your twist out. 

Jessie is now recording you on her phone with the flash on.

"I know you guys see my fine ass bestie! Looking cute, ready to get some white chocolate dick," Jessie laughed.

You were doing fake model poses till she started talking about receiving sexual favors from your date.

"Jessie!" You scold and put your hand in front of your face.

The flash turns off and she puts the video on her Story. Afterwards, she smiles and hugs you.

"I hope all goes well tonight!"

***

Trevor guides you to your reserved table at The Chattel. Trevor placed his hand on your lower back, which made you feel something pleasant deep in your stomach.

He was being such a gentleman by pulling out your chair and letting you order for yourself. You had been on many dates with guys where they ordered you a side salad.

"Wine, anyone?" The waitress was cute. With a button nose and shiny red hair.

You both nod and smile.

"Tonight's special is the popular Esquisót wine; imported from a small town in Italy." She pours you and Trevor a bit in your glasses.

"Thank you very much. I'll let you know when we," Trevor glances at you. "are ready to order."

"Sounds perfect; enjoy the wine!" The waitress hurries off.

You give a close mouth smile at Trevor, thanking him for his kindness. You swirl the wine, which is a beautiful plum color, and sip it.

Trevor tries to make small talk.

"So, let me start off with where are you from?"

"I'm from Houston," you reply.

"Home of Beyoncé!" He laughs. You do too, even though it's not funny.

If the rest of the night went like this, you'd definitely be unhappy.

***

"Check please!" Trevor requested at your waitress, who was refilling your glasses.

The conversation while you and Trevor ate was interesting; nothing too invasive. You couldn't really tell much about his personality from just one date however; but he seemed okay.

You and Trevor split the bill and walk outside.

"I had a really great time, Trevor!" You say cheekily.

"I did as well," Trevor glances at his phone, which has a notification on it. "Hey, follow up with me if you want to do it again, okay?"

"I promise." You nod and maintain eye contact. You can tell he is distracted. "So what are you about to do?" You blurt, hoping to spend a little more time with him.

"My buddy literally just texted me about this party on campus. I was thinking about going over there," he admits.

"Oh, I see..." You trail off, slightly offended at not being invited as well.

"You know," Trevor bends down a little to catch your eyes. "You should come with." He grins.

"I'd be happy to, it's just I can't go in this!" You gesture to your dress, which would surely get ripped or stained.

"I get it." He says. I can send you an uber after you get changed. It's no problem!" Trevor adds quickly.

"Sounds like a plan," You smile.